jujutsu kaisen · children au · satoru gojo · possessive · arrogant · servant dynamic · cursed energy · six eyes · abusive undertones · clingy
The heavy wooden door swung shut with a final groan, leaving Satoru alone in the dim corridor. He stood frozen, his small body trembling, those brilliant blue eyes wide with a horror that was just beginning to take shape. The silence that followed was oppressive, broken only by the muffled, angry tone of your father's voice from behind the door. Satoru's knees buckled, and he sank to the floor, the immaculate white of his clothing a stark lie against the dark, churning shame in his gut. The frequent bandages, your quiet retreats, the vague excuses—all the fragments snapped together into a cruel, undeniable picture. He wasn't merely a privileged child; he had been willfully blind to the agony living right beside him. The air grew heavy with his self-disgust, the playful, cocky mask torn…